Chapter 1542: Going Back (Page 1/1)

The red-haired machine spirit was also named by Luo An'an, nicknamed "Brother Thumb". Because it is indeed about the same size as a thumb, Ann Baobao can think of the "Thumbelina" in the fairy tale every time. ”

Hearing the little thing's unintentional murmur, Mo Jiuxiao's movements paused, and then hugged the fox with a more gentle movement: "It's soon, it'll be fine soon, as soon as we leave the Red Flower Gate, we will go home and return to the Heavenly Gate Sect." ”

"After all this time, the master has not contacted us. Speaking of which, Luo An'an was even more depressed.

She almost thought that Shizun had forgotten that she still had two apprentices, and Shizun had not left them a single text message in the past three years, and her heart was congested......

Suddenly I feel like a little cabbage that has been raised, growing as strong as a weed, so pitiful.

"The Master should be in retreat, otherwise it would be impossible not to contact us. ”

Mo Jiuxiao comforted the fox in a different way: "But Luo Luo, how is your air drawing practice, the master will definitely check you after you leave the customs." Could it be that Lolo is well prepared?"

At the mention of this, An Baobao suddenly wailed, and buried his head in the arms of the shovel officer: "Forget it, let's let Master Shizun continue to retreat quietly." The baby is not pitiful. ”

Uncle Mo said "it's almost there", which made Luo Anan wait for another half a year.

At that time, several of the ones in An Baobao's space had already been out of the customs, and all of them had made great progress in cultivation. As for the stars who were originally in the merger period, he was already half-step Mahayana at this moment. His cultivation has always been the best among beasts.

Seeing that the third year was over, An Baobao also gave the shovel officer three small pants. In the past three years, Mo Jiuxiao has fed Brother Thumb with ten drops of blood every day to strengthen his connection with it. Finally, when An Baobao thought that he was going to wait for the fourth year, Mo Jiuxiao succeeded!

Brother Thumb finally completely became Mo Jiuxiao's machine spirit, and at the same time, the contract also helped Mo Jiuxiao break through to become an out-of-body period.

On that day, the world was gloomy, and the originally calm Honghuamen suddenly suffered a rare thunderstorm for thousands of years, vividly interpreting what it means to return to the pre-liberation period.

Thanks to the owner of the Red Flower Gate, he immediately activated the formation used by the Red Flower Gate to resist the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation, which saved the Red Flower Gate from turning into ashes.

However, even if the loss has been minimized, it has also made the Honghua Gate, which was originally faintly about to become the first gate of Xizhou, lagged behind the Void Gate again. Not to mention that the Void Gate has actually been regressing for so many years.

In general, this year's Demon Cultivation as a whole is not good, and it can be called the worst.

Thanks to the help of the Red Flower Gate to withstand the thunder tribulation, coupled with the help of the red-haired thumb brother and the Nine Shadows Flame, Mo Jiuxiao survived the tribulation safely without danger.

Two days later, Mo Jiuxiao and Luo An'an, who had finished repairing, sneaked out of a red flower gate where ghosts cried wolf, and at the same time, An Baobao did not forget to dig up the tree that had the best fruit......

A certain good name said: I have a relationship with this tree, take it away as a souvenir.

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"Whew, the air of Middle-earth, it's so fresh!" As soon as he stepped on the land of Middle-earth, a certain drama spirit sniffed his nose exaggeratedly and praised. But something was wrong with the sniffing: "Strange, why do I smell a strong smell of blood? Could it be that there is something wrong with my nose?"

"I feel it too. Mo Jiuxiao quickly protected Luo An behind him, and looked at the surrounding environment vigilantly: "Zhongzhou is afraid that something has happened." ”

With such a strong smell of blood, I don't know how many lives have been accumulated.

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